A career in the entertainment industry, as an actor / Daredevil Illusionist, which spanned over 20 years. Live international stage, television & movie appearances. Performer of the largest illusion ever attempted in history. Successfully performed the one escape that eluded even the great Harry Houdini, being buried alive. And it all came to a crashing halt in 2014, while rehearsing an escape stunt for my own reality show, which was set to premiere later that year. The equipment malfunctioned, resulting in neck, spinal & multiple brain injuries, leaving me paralyzed & not expected to live. Yet, all these years later, while my recovery is still ongoing, I have made tremendous progress & am now working on finishing up the book to tell the entire whirlwind of my life story, with emphasis on my life since the accident & how I have learned to adapt. The main focus is to inspire others, no matter what the challenges they face, to work hard, keep pushing, fight & most importantly, to NEVER GIVE UP...! All proceeds will be donated to paraplegic, quadriplegic & neurological injury research, in general. I look forward to getting the finishing touches on this wrapped up & if reading it changes the outlook for even one person, then my entire journey will have been well worth it...! never.give.up.

My Quadriplegic Life…! 🚨♿️ ✨ Miss Gina and I just rolled back from the weekly quad support group… and the meeting itself was almost suspiciously calm. We kept our little announcement in our back pockets for another week. Real talk, real warriors, then it was time for the party. It was another member’s birthday, so the whole crew migrated to lunch. My uncle, naturally, paid for the entire group (Sicilian hospitality doesn’t clock out). Then the cake arrived. Gina’s slice was less a “slice” and more a geological event. I’m talking a wedge so large it almost needed its own table. She took a few heroic bites, waved the white flag, and we hauled the rest of the world’s largest piece of cake home like we were transporting evidence. But…! When we got there, we’re getting settled on the far side of the table when my uncle comes around to join us and immediately introduces his forehead to a chandelier. Full contact. Clear sound effect. Gina and I lost every ounce of composure. Howling. Roaring. Tears. The kind of laughter that makes other tables turn. He was not amused. We were vibrating our wheelchairs. Absolute cinema. Then one of the other members’ moms starts telling a story about leaving their house and getting stuck behind a big, dark, “spooky” SUV with tinted windows. She keeps looking at me while she talks. Why me…? I don't even drive. The SUV just… stops in the middle of the road. Both vehicles sit there for several minutes. Then it takes off. She looks at me again, pauses, and says, “I think it might have been…” and trails off. The entire group goes silent. Every head turns. Every eye lands on me. Again… why me?! Me, completely lost: “Was it a Caddy or a Lincoln?” She describes the taillights. Me: “Definitely a Caddy.” Her: “Do you know them?” Um… no? I don’t know every single person who drives an Escalade. I’m not the regional Cadillac liaison. 😆 Gina swears I know exactly what she was talking about. I maintain my innocence: “I don’t know nothin’ ’bout that.” Support group: solid. Birthday lunch: unhinged. Uncle vs. chandelier: 0-1. Cake: still undefeated. Random Escalade interrogation: ongoing mystery. Now we’re home to finish the geological cake and check on the forehead that met lighting fixtures. This is the life. Real people. Real laughs. Real rolling. Even the weird moments count as living. On with the show…Oh, the places we’ll go…! ✨❤️♿️ #MyQuadriplegicLife #FromHollywoodToQuadriplegic #QuadriplegicJourney #SCIWarrior #EnabledNotDisabled #QuadLife #DisabilityHumor #SupportGroup #NeverDoubtAQuad #ImPossible #SicilianStyle #OhThePlacesWellGo

My Quadriplegic Journey… ♿️✨ Hitting the road with the always amazing Miss Gina for our weekly quadriplegic support group meeting. The past few weeks I’d been feeling a little “meh” about going. Today is different. I’m actually looking forward to it again. Some of that shift is stuff I’ve been working through on my own. Some of it is something Gina and I, as a couple, are ready to share with the group. And after everything she went through yesterday… I’ve got a very special surprise planned for her today. I already know it’s going to brighten her day. Which means it’s going to do the same for me. Here’s to a strong meeting, real connection with the people who truly get it, and creating new memories with the ones who matter most. On with the show…Oh, the places we’ll go…!✨❤️♿️ #QuadriplegicJourney #SCIWarrior #FromHollywoodToQuadriplegic #EnabledNotDisabled #NeverDoubtAQuad #ImPossible #QuadLife #DisabilityPride #SpinalCordInjury #SupportGroup #TheMagicIsBack

Just all sorts of not happy right now... Making Miss Gina cry? Yeah… that’s a problem. I told her from the beginning I didn’t want her on here. I said it clearly. This place can get ugly fast, and she already navigates more than enough in real life. She makes her own decisions though. Always has. And I support her 100%… and then some. It only took a couple of days for some weirdo to target her. Random. Unprovoked. The kindest, sweetest, most genuine woman I’ve ever met...and one of the strongest people I know...gets targeted by a jerk with nothing better to do. Really cool. Targeting an amazing woman who already faces more than most, just because she showed up to a place where she hoped she would be welcomed. She decided this place isn’t for her. I respect that completely. Her peace matters more than any platform. The real magic was never going to happen in a comment section anyway. It’s still happening offline… in the lakeside chats, the House of Pain sessions, the everyday battles, and the laughter that keeps us rolling forward together. She doesn’t need this space to shine. She already does. At least now I won’t have to worry about her dealing with that kind of bullshit on here.

My Quadriplegic Journey… ♿️✨ Kicking off National Magic Week the only way a former daredevil illusionist knows how: rolling straight into the House of Pain (aka physical therapy) for the first beautiful beating of the week… side by side with Miss Gina. I’ll do my best to show off for her. Fair warning, though… the real magic isn’t in the tricks anymore. It’s in the recovery that keeps rewriting the script. 😉 Then it’s home to a mountain of “work.” Projects are stacking up, existing ones are expanding, and new ones keep stepping into the wings. I never imagined this kind of pile-up after the accident, being quadriplegic...the hypoxic brain injury, the TBI… after the top doctors and specialists looked me in the eye and said “you can’t.” For years I accepted that. Then something shifted. Hard work. Emerging treatments. A miracle or two. Or all of it mixed together. Doesn’t matter how it happened… I’m just grateful. Grateful for every bit of recovery I’ve clawed back. Grateful for every bit still ahead (and I am fully convinced and dedicated to hitting 100%). And most of all, grateful for all of YOU… the ones riding by my side on this wild ride. They said impossible. I’m proving IM POSSIBLE. On with the show…Oh, the places we’ll go…! ✨❤️🪄♿️ #QuadriplegicJourney #SCIWarrior #FromHollywoodToQuadriplegic #EnabledNotDisabled #NeverDoubtAQuad #ImPossible #TheMagicIsBack #QuadLife #DisabilityPride #SpinalCordInjury #TBISurvivor

Say hello to my little frienddddd…! 🐍 This is Guido...a nearly 100-year-old mind-reading snake who still knows how to work a room. Classic Snake Basket routine: an audience member selects and signs a card. The deck goes into the basket, the lid goes on… then comes off. Guido slowly rises with the selected card right in his mouth. Pure old-school theatre. The lid went missing when my antiquarian (I like using that word...it makes me feel smart! 😆) collection was moved across the country after my injury. Today it has been found ...and later today Guido and his lid are finally reunited. Almost a century old, and still coming back together. I named him after one of my uncles, that I was super close to (not the one who’s one of my primary caregivers now...another of the brothers). Super cool, old-school NYC Sicilian. The stories about him that I will share… and the ones I absolutely will not… let’s just say IYKYK. 😉 Magic has a way of surviving. So do we. #FromHollywoodToQuadriplegic #DaredevilMagic #VintageMagic #AntiqueMagic #MagicCollection #SnakeBasket #MagicHistory #Resilience #QuadLife #BehindTheMagic #TheMagicIsBack